So, I bought the cutest bonnet the other day and it looks modern yet classic and I adore it on my baby girl.  Those children of mine love to swing and funny how they graduate from the red bucket seat, to the traditional swing, to the bench see saw where they typically stand up and swing sideways.  I found myself watching all three swinging the other day and a rush came over me.  “I have three children.  They are all growing too quickly and oh man, there are three of them.”  My oldest is getting braver and more traditional boy.  My Brady bear is starting to “get it” and the mischievousness is slowing (thank God) and my baby girl is sitting up unassisted and laughing at her brothers when they go by.  It’s all happening so quickly.  Ahem, okay back to the swingin’….

Hi, my name is Carson.  Would you like to swing?  I really like it!

Oh sweet Brady Bear loves to swing.  Higher, HIGHER, COME ON MOVE IT WOMAN.  Okay, so he doesn’t say that, but it’s implied for sure.  This one, you see, has no fear and will go as high as we take him and laugh harder with each push.

That smile?  You see it?  Yep, still melting me.  Nicest. Baby. Ever.

Yep, that smile again.  Seriously?!

I wish you all a happy Easter!

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Mo

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